Posted 14 hours ago

foulfoulstories:

It took a very particular kind of girl to be able to work at the Perfect Girl Fault Correction Facility, the kind that might uncharitably be called ‘cold’. Personally, she preferred to think of herself as professional. The mewls and protests of the various faulty girls - who always seemed very convinced they weren’t fault, for some reason; some even said they weren’t supposed to be there, poor confused things - fell on ears as deaf as anyone else’s when they fell on hers. This was, after all, her job.

She was also dismissive of the risks. All those stories of other girls who had had jobs there getting mixed in with the faulty girls and subsequently getting ‘fixed’ were just that: stories. There were processes and checks in place to stop just that sort of thing from ever happening. It would take active work on her part for that to happen, and she wasn’t really keen on that idea.

In retrospect she probably should have been more careful. All it took was leaving her facility ID in her locker for maybe ten minutes and accidentally wandering into the wrong area. Her cries of ‘No really I work here’ didn’t get her very far - it was, after all, a fairly common line from most of the faulty girls, bless their souls - no matter how often and how loudly she repeated them.

Of course, after some basic diagnostics and fault correction she seemed to forget she worked there, or that she had a job at all. In fact, she forgot rather a lot, and seemed to remember a lot of other things such as unquestioning obedience, endless bubbly enthusiasm and a strange, constant compulsion to drop to her knees and open her mouth as wide as possible. It was at that point someone picked up on the accident.

It was an honest mistake, a formal inquiry found. They had no idea why the signs had been altered in such a way as to suggest that the area she gotten into wasn’t a restricted one (it had been) and playing the blame game would help no-one at this point. Water under the bridge and all that, and she’d been up for review anyway.

If nothing else, she’s still doing a good job around the facility, even if that job is rather more hands-on than it was before. And on the plus side, she’s even more of a team player than she ever was. Which is good, as the team playing with her doesn’t like to wait their turn.

Posted 14 hours ago
drjacobsbimboverse:

The Ripple Effect
The infection was almost complete. His infected cum had been lingering in her body for days, slowly brewing and multiplying infectious cells throughout her. It was inevitable that she would change as her entire self was being reprogrammed and mutated. The final minutes of completion were upon her and as her brain popped, fizzled and ripped apart in what only could be describe as orgasmic fireworks, she thought back to that fuck. That fuck that would change her life forever…
As the euphoric high of the orgasmic bomb that blew up in her brain subsided, she let out a giggle. She was now ready and eager to spread the virus. She was now ready to forever be a walking fuck machine. 

drjacobsbimboverse:

The Ripple Effect

The infection was almost complete. His infected cum had been lingering in her body for days, slowly brewing and multiplying infectious cells throughout her. It was inevitable that she would change as her entire self was being reprogrammed and mutated. The final minutes of completion were upon her and as her brain popped, fizzled and ripped apart in what only could be describe as orgasmic fireworks, she thought back to that fuck. That fuck that would change her life forever…

As the euphoric high of the orgasmic bomb that blew up in her brain subsided, she let out a giggle. She was now ready and eager to spread the virus. She was now ready to forever be a walking fuck machine. 

(Source: spaceghostzombie)

Posted 3 days ago
deeperinmypower:

I’m not sure whether it was the drugs, or the T-shirt, or some combination of the two, but it’s pretty safe to say that Cara no longer remembers her plans to become the world’s foremost expert on feminism and its’ place in the socio-economic-industrial complex.
No, now she just wants to fuck.

deeperinmypower:

I’m not sure whether it was the drugs, or the T-shirt, or some combination of the two, but it’s pretty safe to say that Cara no longer remembers her plans to become the world’s foremost expert on feminism and its’ place in the socio-economic-industrial complex.

No, now she just wants to fuck.

(Source: lazyoaf)

Posted 3 days ago

Reblog this if I can ask you a whole bunch of inapproprite questions.

(Source: fuck-up-nation)

Posted 5 days ago
drjacobsbimboverse:

Lessons Learned By Bimbos: Physics
"Hey Tori I know that you’re brainless now, but today I’m going to teach you something very valuable for a bimbo."
"Whhhatt? But like, I likes being a dummy! I dont want to be smart!"
"Oh don’t worry about that Tori, with what I did to your brain, it’s highly unlikely your intelligence will ever return, but that doesn’t mean a bimbo shouldn’t learn new things."
"Ahhhh okay well fine then Mr. Brains like what do you want to teach me?"
"Physics"
"Phys-what? That sounds really hard, just saying it makes my head-oWHH, that hurts…"
"Don’t think about the word Tori, you’re just going to kill your remaining braincells. I’ll teach you, just relax and take your clothes off." 
"Okay, hehe like now what?"
"Haha well Tori, I think you know where this is heading, but before I begin my demonstration, do you know what friction is?"
"Ummmm no…but like I kind of want toAAAaaah"
"Well Tori, this is friction and as you can tell, it’s very pleasurable to experience it. Now most scientists argue that other laws are more important in physics like gravity, but friction, I believe is what makes the world truly go round. What do you think Tori?"
"Ah…ah…I LOOVVEEEE…AH….FRICTION!"
"Haha I thought you might, lucky for you Tori there is another example of friction you can experience besides my throbbing cock going in and out of your pussy."
"OOOoo…there…is?"
"Yep just start rubbing those melons of yours together and I’m sure you’ll be happy with the results…"
That night Tori learned her first and only science lesson. She would later go onto create lessons to teach the scientific principle of friction to other bimbos. It’s a lesson that’s valuable to bimbos everywhere to this day.  

drjacobsbimboverse:

Lessons Learned By Bimbos: Physics

"Hey Tori I know that you’re brainless now, but today I’m going to teach you something very valuable for a bimbo."

"Whhhatt? But like, I likes being a dummy! I dont want to be smart!"

"Oh don’t worry about that Tori, with what I did to your brain, it’s highly unlikely your intelligence will ever return, but that doesn’t mean a bimbo shouldn’t learn new things."

"Ahhhh okay well fine then Mr. Brains like what do you want to teach me?"

"Physics"

"Phys-what? That sounds really hard, just saying it makes my head-oWHH, that hurts…"

"Don’t think about the word Tori, you’re just going to kill your remaining braincells. I’ll teach you, just relax and take your clothes off." 

"Okay, hehe like now what?"

"Haha well Tori, I think you know where this is heading, but before I begin my demonstration, do you know what friction is?"

"Ummmm no…but like I kind of want toAAAaaah"

"Well Tori, this is friction and as you can tell, it’s very pleasurable to experience it. Now most scientists argue that other laws are more important in physics like gravity, but friction, I believe is what makes the world truly go round. What do you think Tori?"

"Ah…ah…I LOOVVEEEE…AH….FRICTION!"

"Haha I thought you might, lucky for you Tori there is another example of friction you can experience besides my throbbing cock going in and out of your pussy."

"OOOoo…there…is?"

"Yep just start rubbing those melons of yours together and I’m sure you’ll be happy with the results…"

That night Tori learned her first and only science lesson. She would later go onto create lessons to teach the scientific principle of friction to other bimbos. It’s a lesson that’s valuable to bimbos everywhere to this day.  

(Source: sexgifygif)

Posted 1 week ago

goreanmann:

First had been that slight layer of flab that she had never quite been able to get rid of. Okay, so maybe that one hadn’t been that bad. 

Next had been all the body hair from the nose on down. She had never thought of herself as a girl who would “go bare down there”. But truth be told it was much easier to keep clean, and it felt oh so much yummier. But tasha was afraid of how addicting it was to play with her new slick pussy. GOD! She never would have called her cunt that a week ago. Wait! “cunt”? Where had that come from? Oh fuck it, just one more reminder that she possessed nothing any more. Not even her own words.

she knew her tits would be next. Soon their natural slope would be replaced with the bolt-on look that He seemed to like so much. It would be obvious to anyone who saw her in anything less than a sweater that her body was built for… existed for one purpose, and that purpose was “fucking”. Was it bad that, that thought turned her on a bit?

But the thing that concerned tasha the most was that with every change her head felt lighter and lighter. Thinking felt more and more like a forgotten skill. Something that she could pick up again if she had to, but more and more was more trouble than it was worth. 

tasha had agreed to all of this. she had agreed to submit to any change He saw fit to make. But that was provided that they stop if either of them felt things were going too far. But with every change the thought of stopping felt further and further away. With every change her hope grew that He would take away everything that was not the most perfect pleasing pleasure puppet, until she was nothing more than His happy little bimbo doll.

(Source: thepowerofbreasts)

Posted 2 weeks ago
master226:

hotdirtysexy:

lasalope:

http://lasalope.tumblr.com/

Daddy’s home. Have you been a good girl?

It was only recommended that the target listen to the subliminals for two hours at a time with an hour in between sessions. I wasn’t ready to wait and had her listen to it nonstop for ten hours. Sure her mind is pretty much gone now, but it’s not like she was going to use it that much anymore.

master226:

hotdirtysexy:

lasalope:

http://lasalope.tumblr.com/

Daddy’s home. Have you been a good girl?

It was only recommended that the target listen to the subliminals for two hours at a time with an hour in between sessions. I wasn’t ready to wait and had her listen to it nonstop for ten hours. Sure her mind is pretty much gone now, but it’s not like she was going to use it that much anymore.

Posted 2 weeks ago
master226:

Even as he plowed her she knew he was holding back. She still was allowed to keep her mind intact. But she knew all it would take is one sentence from him and she’ll truly be his slave.

master226:

Even as he plowed her she knew he was holding back. She still was allowed to keep her mind intact. But she knew all it would take is one sentence from him and she’ll truly be his slave.

(Source: nsfw-gifz)

Posted 3 weeks ago
drjacobsbimboverse:

Leaving Her Life Behind
Another day, another random guy pounding her from behind. Her life didn’t always use to be like this. In fact, she use to lead quite a respectable life, but that changed when she decided to gamble. Before her life changing night on the town, poor Gabby was a lonely librarian. She had few friends and even fewer dating opportunities because of her career choice. Regardless she made her decision and she was fine with the outcome. At this point in her life, she loved her books more then interacting with people. However, that changed when one of her only friends convinced her to have a night out on the town. Gabby refused at first, trying to find an excuse to get out of it, but reading books at home wasn’t enough to get her out of this obligation. 
When night came around the two ladies headed out to the local bar. As soon as they entered though, they saw that it had been converted to some kind of seedy gambling den for the night. Gabby wanted to leave instantly, but her friend’s curiosity kept them there.  It turned out that the bar was converted into a special gambling den to help people pay off debts or to try and earn a quick buck. To buy into a game the only thing a person had to do was pledge a trait that they possessed. It all sounded so silly to the both of them and so they both decided to play a game for fun. 
"What will you be offering this game?" Said the man in the dark suit. 
"I’ll offer my morals" Gabby said foolishly
"I’ll put my intelligence on the table!" her friend said (even more foolishly)
The cards were dealt and before they knew it, both of them had lost. Right as he said those words, both of the ladies started to experience a slight headache. Feeling that something wasn’t right, Gabby convinced her friend to leave with her. 
The next morning Gabby woke up feeling invigorated for some reason. She got dressed and left the house for work. While she was walking towards the public library she walked by a construction site where several men lewdly started whistling at her. Normally she would be disgusted, but today she was excited by the attention. So much so, that before she left their line of sight, she lifted up her skirt to tease them. The rest of the day played out normally and when she finally finished her shift, she decided to check on her friend. 
Arriving at her friend’s apartment, Gabby knocked and then was greeted by the most ditziest person she had ever come across. Realizing that the bet they made with the sharks had come true, Gabby fled back to her own apartment. Before she could reach the safety of her own place though, one of the construction workers from earlier ran into her. He quickly started saying more lewd things to her and before she knew it she was fucking the stranger back at her place. 
She has now been like this for months and she knows she is never going to gain her morals back. Even though she still has her intelligence, it doesn’t really matter for her to keep up with her “good librarian” appearance. And so with one quick movement she discards her glasses and her old life. 

drjacobsbimboverse:

Leaving Her Life Behind

Another day, another random guy pounding her from behind. Her life didn’t always use to be like this. In fact, she use to lead quite a respectable life, but that changed when she decided to gamble. Before her life changing night on the town, poor Gabby was a lonely librarian. She had few friends and even fewer dating opportunities because of her career choice. Regardless she made her decision and she was fine with the outcome. At this point in her life, she loved her books more then interacting with people. However, that changed when one of her only friends convinced her to have a night out on the town. Gabby refused at first, trying to find an excuse to get out of it, but reading books at home wasn’t enough to get her out of this obligation. 

When night came around the two ladies headed out to the local bar. As soon as they entered though, they saw that it had been converted to some kind of seedy gambling den for the night. Gabby wanted to leave instantly, but her friend’s curiosity kept them there.  It turned out that the bar was converted into a special gambling den to help people pay off debts or to try and earn a quick buck. To buy into a game the only thing a person had to do was pledge a trait that they possessed. It all sounded so silly to the both of them and so they both decided to play a game for fun. 

"What will you be offering this game?" Said the man in the dark suit. 

"I’ll offer my morals" Gabby said foolishly

"I’ll put my intelligence on the table!" her friend said (even more foolishly)

The cards were dealt and before they knew it, both of them had lost. Right as he said those words, both of the ladies started to experience a slight headache. Feeling that something wasn’t right, Gabby convinced her friend to leave with her. 

The next morning Gabby woke up feeling invigorated for some reason. She got dressed and left the house for work. While she was walking towards the public library she walked by a construction site where several men lewdly started whistling at her. Normally she would be disgusted, but today she was excited by the attention. So much so, that before she left their line of sight, she lifted up her skirt to tease them. The rest of the day played out normally and when she finally finished her shift, she decided to check on her friend. 

Arriving at her friend’s apartment, Gabby knocked and then was greeted by the most ditziest person she had ever come across. Realizing that the bet they made with the sharks had come true, Gabby fled back to her own apartment. Before she could reach the safety of her own place though, one of the construction workers from earlier ran into her. He quickly started saying more lewd things to her and before she knew it she was fucking the stranger back at her place. 

She has now been like this for months and she knows she is never going to gain her morals back. Even though she still has her intelligence, it doesn’t really matter for her to keep up with her “good librarian” appearance. And so with one quick movement she discards her glasses and her old life. 

(Source: hardnastygifs)

Posted 1 month ago
thesympatheticdevil:

"You see?"
>Yes, Kelly, I see. That’s your tit.
"No. No, I mean, you see that it’s bigger."
>Bigger than your right tit? No, I don’t think so. They’re about the same size.
"No, no, I mean bigger than yesterday."
>Bigger than all of yesterday? They’re very nice tits, Kelly, but not as big as a whole day. That doesn’t make any sense.
"I…no…wait…I’m confused…."
>Yes, you certainly do seem to be confused.
"I think…I think it’s the medicine…"
>You think it’s the medicine? What do you mean? You think the medicine is making you confused or that it’s making your tits bigger than yesterday?
"Both! I think the medicine makes my tits grow and my head fuzzy and my pussy all, like, fucky. Or something."
>I think you must be really confused, Kelly. How could one medicine make you horny AND confused AND busty. That would make it some sort of bimbo pill! And that’s just silly. Next thing you’ll tell me it’s making you docile and gullible!
"So, it isn’t?"
>Of course not. Here, I’ll prove it to you. Take another one. No, take two.
"Two? Already? Didn’t I have one just an hour ago?"
>Well! you obviously need more, Kelly. You’re getting all confused. The medicine will help that.
"Oh…okay… Good thinking!"

I need a refill

thesympatheticdevil:

"You see?"

>Yes, Kelly, I see. That’s your tit.

"No. No, I mean, you see that it’s bigger."

>Bigger than your right tit? No, I don’t think so. They’re about the same size.

"No, no, I mean bigger than yesterday."

>Bigger than all of yesterday? They’re very nice tits, Kelly, but not as big as a whole day. That doesn’t make any sense.

"I…no…wait…I’m confused…."

>Yes, you certainly do seem to be confused.

"I think…I think it’s the medicine…"

>You think it’s the medicine? What do you mean? You think the medicine is making you confused or that it’s making your tits bigger than yesterday?

"Both! I think the medicine makes my tits grow and my head fuzzy and my pussy all, like, fucky. Or something."

>I think you must be really confused, Kelly. How could one medicine make you horny AND confused AND busty. That would make it some sort of bimbo pill! And that’s just silly. Next thing you’ll tell me it’s making you docile and gullible!

"So, it isn’t?"

>Of course not. Here, I’ll prove it to you. Take another one. No, take two.

"Two? Already? Didn’t I have one just an hour ago?"

>Well! you obviously need more, Kelly. You’re getting all confused. The medicine will help that.

"Oh…okay… Good thinking!"

I need a refill